Not enough Tiger Lily

It's been a while since we had a Tiger Lily picture. I took this a few nights ago--this is my view every night at bedtime. She crawls up on my chest and settles down, a few inches from my face. I attempt to read my book by holding it either off to my left or to my right, until she decides to move to the foot of the bed and have her bath before curling up to sleep. Tyrannizing the household and supervising the stitching is a tiring business.